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A Day Slips

The rain Cold and wet Returns… To wash away What remains…of an afternoon Dark clouds Paint a sky…battered and bruised Ignores The anxious twilight As another darkness Creeps Hissing like a snake The day finally trips Softly slips Underground Soon … Continue reading

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Between the Showers

on a June afternoon sipping ┬átea alone in the old basement scullery gone… now bright painted off white outside the traffic rumbles unseasonal wind grumbles leaving the city street forlorn while between the sips shadows gather dance across the room … Continue reading

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Taking Notes….

I’m in the cafe, again taking notes Its Thursday, for some payday mid-afternoon the cafe is busy the man in the hand painted shirt marbles his words then spits them out like red hot coals each one fused then a … Continue reading

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If They Only Knew!

Rooms now vacant Except for…. Empty promises The old house reverts back into the hands of forgotten ghosts of names no longer spoken But he knows, he feels their presence Their mute lament Floorboards speak of shoe-less feet Doors close … Continue reading

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